Wretched And Divine

The house was locked and Andy's car was nowhere to be seen. Lena figured he must not be home. She let out a sigh of relief. Even though things didn't work out with Josie, she was still spared from having to face Andy.

She unlocked the door and walked inside, dropping her dance bag on the floor and immediately heading to the refrigerator. She hadn't eaten since her granola bar and her stomach was violently yelling at her to eat something or else.

She grabbed what appeared to be half of a leftover sandwich, probably Andy's. Lena had absolutely no desire to make anything herself. All she wanted to do was get something quick and plop on the couch to catch up on whatever stupid tv show she could find.

On her way past the staircase, she heard an odd noise coming from upstairs. Panic flooded her body and the worst possible thoughts shot into her mind.

There's someone in the house. Oh, god I'm going to die. If it's a serial killer, I swear to god. Okay, okay, if it's someone who wants to hurt me, just... compromise with him?

She treaded lightly up the stairs, hoping whoever it was wasn't dangerous. She refrained from calling out. She hoped that if it was someone trying to hurt her, she could catch them off guard and maybe kick some ass like she saw in the crime shows.

There was a banging coming from behind a closed door just a few feet away. It sounded as though whoever was in there was maybe searching through drawers, trying to find valuables. Lena then thought of her grandmother's necklace that she had hidden in her underwear drawer in Andy's room. That necklace meant the world to her, and the thought of it being stolen practically tore her heart out. She gulped and thought fuck it. Nothing in her life was going right anyway, and if she died, it would have been for a good enough cause.

She burst through the door to see Andy hovering over some girl, the blankets covering them. They both looked over and the girl pushed Andy off her, grabbing fistfuls of the sheets to cover up her bare body.

"Shit, Lena, I--" Andy began to say but Lena fled from the room, tears in her eyes.
Andy grabbed a dirty towel off the floor and followed her. "Lena, I'm sorry! I didn't think you would be home so early."

Lena stopped and spun around. "And that's reason enough to cheat on me?"

"Lena, come on, don't leave." Andy begged.

Lena didn't want to hear what he had to say. She thrust the door open and ran, unsure of where she was going. She just kept running as far away from Andy as she could get.

***
It was nearing midnight and Lena was sitting in front of a liquor store with the neon lights of the signs in the window and a nearby lamp post as her only source of light. It felt very deja vu. And then she remembered the time when she and Andy sat together outside a convenience store late at night, sharing a smoke and just talking.

She scrolled through her phone, trying to ignore the past, and recent memory. She lit a cigarette, and thought of what Andy had said to her.

"You're a dancer. You shouldn't be smoking."

She snickered. "Says the rockstar singer who smokes. What a fucking hypocrite."

"Who's a hypocrite?" Someone said as they sat down next to her.

She looked over and saw Jake with a can of Monster in his hand. "No one..." She flicked the ash off her cigarette and took another drag, looking up at the night sky.

Jake reached over and slipped the cigarette out from between her fingers and replaced it with the can of Monster.

"Since when do you smoke?" She wondered aloud.

Jake smirked. "I don't." He dropped the cigarette on the wet pavement and squished it out with his foot. "If anything, that's going to be better for you." He pointed to the Monster can in her hand.

She looked at it, and took a quick sip before handing it back to him. "What are you even doing here?" She wondered. "How did you find me?"

"I saw you running, and it didn't look like you were running for exercise. So I followed you." He admitted. "I was worried about you. I have been since you left."

"Don't do this to me, Jake. I've been through enough tonight." Lena looked away from him.

He reached over and moved her face back to his own. He ran two fingers in her hair and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He let his hand drop, when he sensed she wasn't responding to his attempt of flirting.

Impulsively, Lena's lips found Jake's. Jake's whole body melted at the touch of Lena's skin against his own as her hand found it's way to his.

"Come on," He stand standing up. "I'll take you home."

"Home?" Lena sounded worried. To her, home meant Andy's house.

Jake smiled slightly. "To my place. I'll sleep on the couch. You can have my room for the night."

Lena stood as well. "I don't want to do that to you. We can share, as long as you promise to keep certain parts of your body to yourself." She poked his stomach and giggled. Andy had never made her feel as welcomed as Jake did. She never felt more comfortable than when she was with Jake. He was modest, sweet, and caring; everything she had ever wanted, but for some reason, could never have.

Notes

jesus christ. okay based on this chapter I think the final chapter will be the next one. but like I said in the last author's note, I have a feeling you guys are going to make me continue. I'm not going to make a sequel because that's just silly so I'll probably continue if I get enough requests for it sigh

Shout outs:

-Kvengeance
-Bribeirasck -four for you glenn coco for guessing what I was gonna do